moves just before
he drew
a deeply
regretted love
low brow
furrow he confessed
he had tumbled
over the one
thing he tumbled over
the faux pas
of cameras and deep
botched breath
Wikipedia Poem, No. 340
Day: November 14, 2016
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“swamp smoke they are desperate / to lick and be licked” Kaveh Akbar